The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my heart

worst part was the twisted flicker

my body’s betrayal, how it craved for any touch,

legs felt weak, my breath ragged

heat was too much and my mind

jeered, their taunts mingling with

at her,” one of

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

forward and ran his

his finger inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I could

my tongue up and down

with false sympathy as he turned

anything to make

right, Lyla? Do you want

before he could

mocking laughter chasing me but

get away, to find somewhere – anywhere – I

a solid wall of muscle

lips but

was the

onto mine with a mix

he was even more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an indication of

hush fell over the

their stares and a sickening

his signet on the third finger of

Lycan leader, but not

was the Lycan Leader of the White Moon Throne – the highest rank in

My heart pounded as I realized the gravity of the

powerful man in my world, with the

expecting a

for uncontrolled heat cycles especially

condition is seen as a disgrace, a shame that could bring down the wrath

deep amber that seemed to see right through

of condemnation, his gaze held

reached out, pulling me up from the ground with surprising

voice sending shivers through my already hypersensitive

against my arm and my breath hitched again as I struggled to find my

stammered but my body

over me, stronger than before and

against him, my vision

caught me, his grip was

planes of his chest against

cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my

Time seemed to slow.

background as I and the

eyes darkened, a flash of something raw and primal crossing his

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